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From The Works of Voltaire, A Contemporary Version, (New York: E.R. DuMont, 1901), A Critique and Biography by John Morley, notes by Tobias Smollett, trans. William F. Fleming. Vol. IX The Dramatic Works Part 1 (Alzire, Orestes, Sémiramis, Catiline, Pandora) and Part II (The Scotch Woman, Nanine, The Prude, The Tatler). https://oll.libertyfund.org/titles/2197,
Volume 9 of the 21 volume 1901 edition of the Complete Works. It contains 9 plays: Alzire, Orestes, Sémiramis, Catiline, Pandora, The Scotch Woman, Nanine, The Prude, The Tatler.
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Don Guzman, Governor of Peru.
|{ Father of Guzman, and late Governor.
Zamor, Sovereign of a Part of Potosi.
Montezuma, Sovereign of another Part.
Alzire, Daughter of Montezuma.
|Attendants on Alzire.
Spanish Officers.
Scene, Lima.
In his preface to this play Voltaire says; "This tragedy, the fable of which is invented, and almost of a new species, was written with a view of showing how far superior the spirit of true religion is to the light of nature. The religion of a barbarian consists in offering up to his gods the blood of his enemies; a Christian badly instructed has seldom much more humanity: to be a strict observer of some unnecessary rites and ceremonies, and at the same time deficient in the most essential duties, to say certain prayers at particular times, and carefully to conceal his vices; this is his religion: that of a true Christian is to look upon all mankind as his brethren, to do them all the good in his power and pardon their offences: such is Guzman at the hour of death, and Alvarez during the whole course of his life; such a man was Henry IV., as I have described him, even with all his foibles: in every part of my writings I have endeavored to enforce that humanity which ought to be the distinguishing characteristic of a thinking being: the reader will always find in them (if I may venture to say so much of my own works) a desire to promote the happiness of all men, and an abhorrence of injustice and oppression: it is this, and this alone, which hath hitherto saved them from that obscurity to which their many inperfections would otherwise long since have condemned them."
alvarez, guzman.
alvarez, montezuma.
montezuma, alzire.
guzman, alzire.
End of the First Act.
zamor, americans.
alvarez, zamor, americans.
zamor, americans.
montezuma, zamor, americans.
montezuma, zamor, Guards.
zamor, americans.
End of the Second Act.
alzire, emira.
alzire, emira, cephanes.
alzire, zamor, emira.
alvarez, guzman, zamor, alzire, Attendants.
alvarez, guzman, alzire, zamor.
don alonzo, a Spanish officer.
alvarez, alzire.
End of the Third Act.
alvarez, guzman.
guzman, alzire, emira.
alzire, emira.
alzire, zamor, emira, a soldier.
alzire, emira.
alzire, emira, don alonzo, Guards.
End of the Fourth Act.
alzire, Guards.
montezuma, alzire.
zamor in chains, alzire, Guards.
alzire, zamor, alvarez, Guards.
alvarez, guzman, zamor, americans, soldiers.
End of the Fifth and Last Act.
Orestes, Son of Agamemnon and Clytemnæstra.
|Sisters of Orestes.
ClytemnÆstra, Wife of Ægisthus.
Pylades, Friend of Orestes.
Pammenes, an old Man, attached to the Family of Agamemnon.
Dimas, an Officer of the Guards.
Scene, the seashore, a wood, a temple, a palace and a tomb, on one side: on the other, Argos at a distance.Edition: current; Page: [65]
"Orestes" was produced in 1750, an experiment which intensely interested the literary world and the public. In his Dedicatory Letters to the Duchess of Maine, Voltaire has the following passage on the Greek drama:
"We should not, I acknowledge, endeavor to imitate what is weak and defective in the ancients: it is most probable that their faults were well known to their contemporaries. I am satisfied, Madam, that the wits of Athens condemned, as well as you, some of those repetitions, and some declamations with which Sophocles has loaded his "Electra:" they must have observed that he had not dived deep enough into the human heart. I will moreover fairly confess, that there are beauties peculiar not only to the Greek language, but to the climate, to manners and times, which it would be ridiculous to transplant hither. Therefore I have not copied exactly the "Electra" of Sophocles—much more I knew would be necessary; but I have taken, as well as I could, all the spirit and substance of it. The feast celebrated by Ægisthus and Clytemnæstra, which they called the feast of Agamemnon; the arrival of Orestes and Pylades; the urn which was supposed to contain the ashes of Orestes; the ring of Agamemnon; the character of Electra, and that of Iphisa, which is exactly the Chrysothemis of Sophocles; and above all, the remorse of Clytemnæstra; these I have copied from the Greek tragedy. When the messenger, who relates the fictitious story of the death Edition: current; Page: [66] of Orestes, says to Clytemnæstra: 'I see, Madam, you are deeply affected by his death;' she replies, 'I am a mother, and must therefore be unhappy; a mother, though injured, cannot hate her own offspring:' she even endeavors to justify herself to Electra, with regard to the murder of Agamemnon, and laments her daughter. Euripides has carried Clytemnæstra's repentance still further. This, Madam, was what gained the applause of the most judicious and sensible people upon earth, and was approved by all good judges in our own nation. No character, in reality, can be more natural than that of a woman, criminal with regard to her husband, yet softened by her children; a woman, whose proud and fiery disposition is still open to pity and compassion, who resumes the fierceness of her character on receiving too severe reproaches, and at last sinks into submission and tears. The seeds of this character were in Sophocles and Euripides, and I have only unfolded them. Nothing but ignorance, and its natural attendant, presumption, can assert that the ancients have nothing worthy of our imitation: there is scarcely one real and essential beauty and perfection, for the foundation of which, at least, we are not indebted to them.
"I have taken particular care not to depart from that simplicity so strongly recommended by the Greeks, and so difficult to attain; the true mark of genius and invention, and the very essence of all theatrical merit. A foreign character, brought into "Œdipus" or "Electra," who should play a principal part and draw aside the attention of the audience, would be a monster in the eyes of all those who have any knowledge of the ancients, or of that nature which they have so finely painted. Art and genius Edition: current; Page: [67] consist in finding everything within the subject, and never going out of it in search of additional ornaments: but how are we to imitate that truly tragic pomp and magnificence which we find in the verses of Sophocles, that natural elegance and purity of diction, without which the piece, howsoever well conducted in other respects, must after all be but a poor performance!
"I have at least given my countrymen some idea of a tragedy without love, without confidants, and without episodes: the few partisans of good taste acknowledge themselves obliged to me for it, though the rest of the world withhold their approbation for a time, but will come in at last, when the rage of party is over, the injustice of persecution at an end, and the clouds of ignorance dissipated. You, Madam, must preserve among us those glittering sparks of light which the ancients have transmitted to us; we owe everything to them: not an art was born among us: everything was transplanted: but the earth that bears these foreign fruits is worn out, and our ancient barbarism, by the help of false taste, would break out again in spite of all our culture and improvement: and the disciples of Athens and Rome become Goths and Vandals, corrupted with the manners of the Sybarites, without the kind favor and protection of persons of your rank. When nature has given them either genius, or the love of genius, they encourage this nation, which is better able to imitate than to invent; and which always looks up towards the great for those instructions and examples which it perpetually stands in need of. All that I wish for, Madam, is, that some genius may be found to finish what I have but just sketched out; to free the stage from that effeminacy and Edition: current; Page: [68] affectation which it is now sunk into; to render it respectable to the gravest characters; worthy of the few great masterpieces which we already have among us; worthy, in short, the approbation of a mind like yours, and all those who may hereafter endeavor to resemble you."
iphisa, pammenes.
electra, iphisa, pammenes.
clytemnæstra, electra, iphisa.
ægisthus, clytemnæstra.
End of the First Act.
orestes, pylades.
orestes, pylades, pammenes.
ægisthus, clytemnæstra, pammenes.
ægisthus, clytemnæstra.
clytemnæstra, electra.
electra, iphisa.
End of the Second Act.
orestes, pylades, pammenes.
[A slave at the farther end of the stage carrying an urn and a sword.
electra and iphisa on one side of the stage orestes and pylades on the other, with a slave carrying an urn and a sword.
ægisthus, clytemnæstra, orestes, pylades, electra, iphisa, pammenes, Guards.
ægisthus, clytemnæstra, orestes, pylades, Guards.
orestes, pylades.
orestes, pylades, pammenes.
End of the Third Act.
orestes, pylades.
electra, iphisa, pylades.
electra, iphisa.
electra, orestes, pylades, pammenes.
ægisthus, clytemnæstra, electra, orestes, pylades, Guards.
electra, clytemnæstra.
End of the Fourth Act.
electra, iphisa.
ægisthus, clytemnæstra, electra, iphisa, Guards.
ægisthus, clytemnæstra, electra, iphisa, dymas.
clytemnæstra, electra, iphisa.
electra, iphisa.
electra, pylades, iphisa.
electra, iphisa, pylades, pammenes.
End of the Fifth and Last Act.
Arsaces, or Ninias.
Azema, a Princess of the Family of Belus.
Assur, a Prince of the Family of Belus.
Oroes, High Priest.
Otanes, a Favorite of Semiramis.
Mitranes, Friend of Arsaces.
Cedar, Friend of Assur. Guards, Magi, Slaves, Attendants.
This was produced in 1748 and a burlesque upon it was played at Fontainebleau.
The scene represents a large peristyle, at the bottom of which is the palace of Sémiramis. Gardens with fine hanging terraces, raised above the palace: on the right hand the temple of the magi, and on the left a mausoleum adorned with obelisks.
arsaces, mitranes.
[Two slaves at a distance carrying a coffer.
arsaces, oroes, the high priest, the magi attending him, mitranes.
[The slaves deliver the coffer to two of the magi, who place it on an altar.
[Opening the coffer, bowing reverentially to it, and seeming greatly affected.
Arsaces, Mitranes, in the front of the stage, Assur, Cedar, with attendants, on one side.
sémiramis, at the farther end of the stage, leaning on her women.
otanes, assur, arsaces, mitranes, in the front.
sémiramis, otanes, mitranes.
End of the First Act.
arsaces, azema.
assur, arsaces, azema.
assur, azema.
assur, cedar.
assur, otanes, cedar.
assur, cedar.
sémiramis, assur.
End of the Second Act.
sémiramis, otanes.
[The scene represents an apartment in the palace.
sémiramis, oroes,
sémiramis, otanes.
sémiramis, otanes, mitranes. an officer of the palace.
sémiramis, arsaces.
The apartment of Sémiramis opens into a magnificent saloon richly ornamented; a number of officers in their proper habits on the steps of the throne, which is raised in the middle; the satraps on each side: the high priest enters with the magi, and places himself between Assur and Arsaces: the queen in the midst with Azema, and her attendants: guards at the lower end of the saloon.
End of the Third Act.
Representing the porch of the temple.
arsaces, azema.
arsaces, oroes, the magi attending.
arsaces, mitranes.
sémiramis, arsaces.
End of the Fourth Act.
sémiramis, otanes.
sémiramis, azema, otanes.
azema, ninias.
ninias, a bloody sword in his hand, azema.
ninias, azema, assur.
[Assur appears at a distance with Otanes, surrounded by guards.
oroes, the high priest, with the magi and people assembled, otanes, ninias, azema, mitranes, assur.
End of the Fifth and Last Act.
The Scene represents, on one side, the palace of Aurelia; on the other the temple of Tellus, where the senate assembled: At a distance, a gallery communicating to some private passages that lead from the palace of Aurelia to the vestibule of the temple.
In his preface to this play Voltaire says:
"The learned will not here meet with a faithful narrative of Catiline's conspiracy: a tragedy, they very well know, is not a history, but they will see a true picture of the manners of those times: all that Cicero, Catiline, Cato and Cæsar do in this piece is not true, but their genius and character are faithfully represented: if we do not there discover the eloquence of Cicero, we shall at least find displayed all that courage and virtue which he showed in the hour of danger. In Catiline is described that contrast of fierceness and dissimulation which formed his real character; Cæsar is represented as growing into power, factious, and brave; that Cæsar who was born at once to be the glory and the scourge of Rome."
catiline, cethegus.
aurelia, catiline.
catiline, aurelia, martian.
One of the Conspirators.
cicero, catiline, Chief of the Lictors.
cicero, cato.
End of the First Act.
catiline, cethegus.
catiline, cethegus, lentulus-sura.
catiline, cæsar.
catiline, cethegus, lentulus-sura.
catiline, the conspirators.
End of the Second Act.
catiline, cethegus, martian, septimus.
aurelia, catiline, cethegus, etc.
catiline, cethegus, lentulus-sura, aurelia, etc.
catiline, cethegus, lentulus-sura, freedmen.
cicero, catiline, cethegus, etc.
catiline, cethegus, lentulus-sura.
End of the Third Act.
The Scene represents the place prepared for the reception of the Senate, with part of the gallery leading from Aurelia's palace to the temple of Tellus; a double row of benches in a circular form, with a raised seat for Cicero in the middle of it.
cethegus, lentulus-sura.
cato enters the Senate with lucullus, crassus, favonius, clodius, murena, cæsar, catullus, marcellus, etc.
the senate, aurelia.
the senate, aurelia, chief of the lictors.
the senate, chief lictor.
End of the Fourth Act.
cato, with part of the senate in arms.
cicero, cato, part of the senate.
the senate, cæsar.
End of the Fifth and Last Act.
Prometheus, a Son of Heaven and Earth, a Demi-God.
Celestial Deities.
Infernal Deities.
The scene represents a fine country, with mountains at a distance.
prometheus, chorus of nymphs, pandora.
[At the farther end of the stage, lying down in an alcove.
prometheus, the titans, enceladus, typhon, etc.
End of the First Act.
The scene represents the same country; Pandora inanimate reclining in the alcove; a flaming chariot descends from heaven.
prometheus, pandora, nymphs, titans, etc.
End of the Second Act.
The scene represents the palace of Jupiter.
jupiter, mercury.
End of the Third Act.
The scene represents the Titans armed, mountains at a distance, with giants throwing them on each other.
End of the Fourth Act.
The scene represents a grove, with the ruins of rocks scattered about it.
prometheus, pandora.
End of the Fifth and Last Act.
Mr. Fabrice, master of a Coffee-house.
Miss Lindon, a Scotchwoman.
Lord Montross, a Scotchman.
Lord Murray.
Polly, maid to Miss Lindon.
Freeport, a Merchant of London.
Wasp, a Writer.
Lady Alton.
Several English Gentlemen frequenting the Coffee-house, Servants, Messengers, &c.
Voltaire dashed off this comedy in eight days, to ridicule Fréron, who had unfavorably criticised Candide. It was first published as by Hume, or Home, author of the tragedy "Douglas."
The scene represents a coffee-house, with apartments on the same floor on each side communicating with it.
[At one corner of the room reading the papers. Coffee, pen and ink, etc., on the table before him.]
A plague on this vile news! here are places and pensions given to above twenty people, and nothing for me! a present of a hundred guineas to a subaltern for doing his duty! a great merit indeed! so much to the inventor of a machine to lessen the number of hands; so much to a pilot; so much settled on men of letters, but nothing for me! here's another pension, and another—but the deuce a farthing for Wasp [he throws down the paper and walks about] and yet I have done the state some service; I have written more than any one man in England; I have raised the price of paper; and yet nothing is done for me: but I will be revenged on all those whom the world calls men of merit: I have got something already by speaking ill of others; and if I can but contrive to do them a real mischief, my fortune is made. I have praised fools, and calumniated every good quality and perfection of human nature, and yet can scarce live by it: in short, to be a great man, you must not be content with slander and destruction, but endeavor to be Edition: current; Page: [6] really hurtful. [To the master of the coffee-house.] Good morrow to you, Mr. Fabrice. Well, Mr. Fabrice, everybody's affairs, I find, go well but mine; it is intolerable.
Indeed, indeed, Mr. Wasp, you make yourself a great many enemies.
I believe I excite a little envy.
On my soul I believe not; but rather a passion of a very different kind: to be free, for I have really a friendship for you, I am extremely concerned to hear people talk of you as they do: how do you contrive to be so universally hated?
It is because I have merit, Mr. Fabrice.
That may possibly be; but you are the only person who ever told me so: they say you are a very ignorant fellow: but that is nothing; they say, moreover, that you are ill-natured and malicious; that gives me concern, as it must every honest man.
I assure you I have a good and tender heart. I do indeed now and then speak a little freely of the men; but for the women, Mr. Fabrice, I love them all, provided they are handsome. As a proof of it, I must absolutely insist on your introducing me to your amiable lodger, whom I have never yet been able to converse with.
Upon honor, Mr. Wasp, that young lady will never do for you; for she never praises herself, or speaks ill of anybody else.
She speaks ill of nobody, because, I suppose, she knows nobody: are you not in love with her, Fabrice?
Not I indeed, sir; she has something in her air so noble, that I dare not think of it—besides, her virtue—
Ha! ha! ha! her virtue indeed!
Why so merry, sir? think you there is no such thing as virtue?—but I hear a coach at the door, and yonder is a livery servant with a portmanteau in his hand; some lord coming to lodge with me, perhaps.
Be sure, my dear friend, you recommend me to him as soon as possible.
lord montross, fabrice, wasp.
You, sir, I suppose, are Mr. Fabrice.
At your service, sir.
I shall stay here only a few days. (Protect me, heaven, unhappy as I am!) I am recommended to you, sir, as a worthy honest man.
So, sir, we ought all to be. You will here, sir, I believe, meet with all the conveniences of life; a tolerably good apartment, and my own table, if you choose to do me the honor to dine at it, and the amusement of coffee-house conversation.
Have you many boarders with you at present?
Only one young lady, sir, very handsome and extremely virtuous.
O mighty virtuous, ha! ha!
Who lives quite retired.
Beauty and youth are not for me. Let me have an apartment, sir, if possible, entirely to myself. (What do I feel!) Have you any remarkable news in London?
This gentleman, sir, can inform you: he talks and writes more than any one man in England, and is extremely useful to foreigners.
[Walking about.
I have other business.
I'll step out, sir, and get things ready for you.
This gentleman, I suppose, is just arrived in England: he must be some great man, for he seems to care for nobody. [Turning to Montross.] Permit me, my lord, to present to your lordship my respects; my pen and self, my lord, are at your lordship's service.
I am no lord, sir: to boast of a title, if we have one, is the part of a fool; and to assume one when we have no right, that of a knave. I am what I am; but pray, sir, what may be your employment in this house?
I don't belong to the house, sir; but I spend most of my time in the coffee-room; write news, politics, and so forth, and am always ready to do an honest gentleman service. If you have any friend you want to have praised, or any enemy to be abused; any author you want to protect or to decry; 'tis but one guinea per paragraph: if you are desirous of cultivating any acquaintance for profit or pleasure, sir, I am your man.
And have you no other business, friend?
O sir, it is a very good one, I assure you.
And have you never been shown in public with a pretty iron collar about your neck?
This fellow has no notion of literature.
[Sitting down to the table] several people walking about the coffee-house; Montross comes forward.
Will my misfortunes never have an end? proscribed, banished, condemned to lose my head in Scotland; in my dear native country: I have lost my honors, my wife, my son, my whole family; except one unhappy daughter, like myself a miserable wanderer, perhaps dishonored; and must I die without taking revenge on Murray's barbarous family? I am razed out of the book of life; I am no more; even my name is wrested from me by that cruel decree: I am but a poor departed ghost, that hovers round its tomb.
[One of the gentlemen in the coffee-house slapping Wasp on the shoulder.
Well! you saw the new piece yesterday, it met with great applause; the author is a young fellow of merit, but has no fortune, the public ought to encourage him.
Rot the new piece; public affairs are strangely carried on; stocks rise; the nation's rich, and I'm ruined, absolutely undone.
The piece is good for nothing; the author's a fool, and so are all those that support him: public affairs are in a wretched condition: the nation's ruined: I shall prove it in my pamphlet.
Your pamphlet's nonsense: philosophy is the most dangerous thing in the world; it was that which lost us the island of Minorca.
[At a distance from them.
Lord Murray's son shall pay dearly for it. O that before I die I could avenge the father's injuries in the son's blood!
I thought the comedy last night was an excellent one.
Detestable: our taste grows worse and worse.
Not so bad as your criticisms.
Philosophers sink the public funds: we must send another ambassador to Porte.
We should always hiss a successful piece, for fear anything good should appear.
[Four of them talk at once.
If there was nothing good, you would lose all the pleasure of satirizing it: now I think the fifth act has great beauties.
I can't sell any of my goods.
I am in pain for Jamaica this year: depend on't, these philosophers will make us lose it.
The fourth and fifth acts are both contemptible.
What a riot is here.
It is impossible the government can exist as it is.
If the price of Barbadoes water is not lowered, the nation's undone.
How happens it, that in every country when men meet they all talk together, though they are certain of not being heard or attended to!
[A napkin in his hand.
Dinner's on the table, gentlemen; but pray, let us have no disputes there, if you mean to dine with Edition: current; Page: [13] me any more. Sir, [Turning to Montross.] shall we have the honor of your company?
What, with this tribe? no, friend, let me have something in my own room. Hark'ee, sir, [Whispering to him.] Is my Lord Falbridge in London?
No, sir, but I believe he will be here soon.
Does he come to your house sometimes? I think I have heard so.
He has done me that honor.—
Very well. Good morrow to you.—How hateful is life to me!
This man seems lost in grief and thought; I should not be surprised to hear he had made away with himself; 'twould concern me, for he has the appearance of a worthy gentleman.
[The gentlemen leave the coffee-house, and go to dinner; Wasp continues at the table writing: Fabrice knocks at Mrs. Lindon's door.
fabrice, polly, wasp.
Mrs. Polly, Mrs. Polly.
Who's there, my landlord?
Will you be so obliging as to favor us with your company to dinner?
I dare not, my mistress eats nothing. How indeed should we eat! we have too much grief.
O it will give you spirits, and make you cheerful.
I can't be cheerful: when my mistress suffers, I must suffer with her.
Then I'll send you up something privately.
[Rising from the table.
I'll follow you, Mr. Fabrice—well, and so, my dear Polly, you will not introduce me to your mistress—still inflexible?
'Tis a fine thing for you to pretend to make love to a woman of her condition.
Pray what is her condition?
A respectable one, I assure you, sir. I should think a servant was good enough for you.
That is to say, if I were to court you, you would be thankful.
Not I, indeed.
And what, pray, is the reason why your mistress positively refuses to see me, and her waiting-maid treats me so contemptuously?
We have three reasons for it. First, you are a wit; secondly, you are very tiresome; and thirdly, you are a wicked fellow.
And what right has your mistress, pray, who is kept here on charity, to despise me?
Upon charity? who told you so, sir? my mistress, sir, is very rich: if she is not expensive, it is because she hates pomp: she is plainly clad, out of modesty, and eats little, because temperance is prescribed to her: in short, sir, you are very impertinent.
Don't let her give herself so many airs; we know her conduct, her birth, and her adventures.
You, sir, who told them you? what do you know?
O, I have correspondents in every part of the world.
O heaven! this man will ruin us.
[Turning to him.
Mr. Wasp, my dear Mr. Wasp, if you know anything, don't betray us.
O ho! there is something then, and now I am dear Mr. Wasp: well, well, I shall say nothing, but you must—
You must love me.
Fie, fie, sir, that's impossible.
Either love or fear me. You know there is something—
There is nothing, sir, but that my mistress is as respectable as you are hateful. We are truly easy. We fear nothing, and only laugh at you.
They are very easy: from that I conclude they are almost starved: they fear nothing, that is to say, they are afraid of being discovered—I shall get to the bottom of it by and by, or—I shall not. I'll be revenged on them for their insolence. Despise me!
Miss Lindon [Coming out of her chamber dressed very plainly.
miss lindon, polly.
O my dear Polly, you have been with that vile fellow, Wasp; he always makes me uneasy; a destestable character, whose pen, words, and actions are all equally abominable: they tell me he works himself into families to bring in misery where there is none, and to increase it where it is: I had left this house because he frequents it, long since, but for the honesty and good heart of our landlord.
He absolutely insisted on seeing you, and I would not let him.
To see me! where is my Lord Murray, he has not been here these two days!
True, madam, but because he does not come, are we never to dine?
Remember, Polly, to conceal my misery from him, and from all the world: I am content to live on bread and water: poverty is not intolerable, but contempt is: I am satisfied to be in want, but I would not have it known I am so.
Alas! my dear mistress, whoever looks at me will easily perceive it: with you it is a different thing; your nobleness of soul supports you, you seem to rejoice in calamities, and only look the handsomer for it: but I grow thinner and thinner, you may see me fall away every minute; I am so altered within this last year that I scarcely know myself.
We must not part with our courage nor our hopes: I can support my own poverty, but yours indeed affects me. My dear girl, let the labor of my hands relieve you, we will have no obligations to anybody. Go and sell this embroidery which I have done lately. I think I succeed pretty well in this kind of work. You have assisted me, and in return my hands shall feed and clothe you: It is noble to owe our subsistence to nothing but our virtue.
Let me kiss, let me bathe with my tears the dear hands that have labored in my service O! I had rather die with my dear mistress in poverty, than be servant to a queen. Would I could administer some comfort to you!
Alas! Lord Murray is not come: he whom I ought to hate, the son of him who was the author of Edition: current; Page: [19] all my misfortunes: alas! the name of Murray will be forever fatal to me: if he comes, as he certainly will, let him not know my country, my condition, or my misfortunes.
Do you know, that villain, Wasp, pretends to be well acquainted with him?
How is it possible he should know anything of him, when even you are scarcely acquainted with him? Nobody writes to me, I am locked up in my chamber as closely as if I were in my grave: he only pretends to know something in order to make himself necessary: take care he does not so much as find out the place of my birth. You know, my dear Polly, I am an unfortunate woman whose father was banished in the late troubles, and whose family is ruined: my father is wandering from desert to desert in Scotland. I should have left London to join him in his misfortunes, but that I have still some hopes in Lord Falbridge; he was my father's friend: our true friends never desert us. He has returned from Spain, and is now at Windsor: I wait but to see him: but alas! Murray comes not. I have opened my heart to thee, remember the most fatal blow thou canst give to it would be the disclosure of my condition.
To whom should I disclose it; I never go from you; besides that, the world is very indifferent about the poor and unfortunate.
The world is indifferent, Polly, in this respect; Edition: current; Page: [20] but still it is always inquisitive, and loves to tear open the wounds of the wretched: besides that, the men assume a right over our sex when they are unhappy, and abuse their power. I would make even my miseries respectable: but alas! Lord Murray will not come.
miss lindon, polly, fabrice.
Forgive me, madam, I am not acquainted with your name or quality; but I have, I know not why, the greatest respect for you. I have left the company below to wait on you, and know your commands.
The regard which you express for me, my dear sir, deserves my most grateful acknowledgments: but what are your commands with me?
I came, madam, only to know yours: you had no dinner yesterday.
I was sick, sir, and could not eat.
You are worse than sick, madam, you are melancholy: you will pardon me, but I cannot help thinking your fortune is not equal to your person and appearance.
Why should you think so? I never complained of my fortune.
Notwithstanding that, madam, I am sure it is not what you could wish it were.
What say you?
I say, madam, that the world you seem to shun, admires and pities you. I am but a plain man, madam, but I can see all your merit as well as the finest courtier. Let me entreat you, my dear lady, to take a little refreshment: there is above stairs an elderly gentleman who would be glad to eat with you.
What, sit down to table with a stranger!
The gentleman, I am sure, would be agreeable to you: you seem afflicted, and so does he. The communication of your grief might, perhaps, give mutual consolation.
I cannot, will not, see anybody.
At least, madam, permit my wife to pay her respects to you, and keep you company: permit her—
I return you thanks, sir, but I want nothing.
You will pardon me, madam, but I cannot think you want nothing, when you stand in need even of common necessaries.
Who could make you believe so? indeed, sir, you are imposed upon.
You will forgive me, madam.
O Polly, 'tis two o'clock, and Lord Murray not come yet!
That lord you speak of, madam, is one of the best of men; you never received him here but before company. Why would not you permit me to furnish out a little repast for you both? he is, perhaps, a relative of yours.
My dear sir, you are mistaken.
[Pulling Polly by the sleeve.
Go, child, there is a good dinner for you in the next room. This woman is incomprehensible: but who is yonder lady in the coffee-room with a masculine air? I should have taken her for a man: how wildly she looks!
O my dear mistress! 'tis Lady Alton, who wanted to marry my lord—I remember I saw her once before this way: 'tis certainly she.
And my lord not come! then I am undone. Why am I still condemned to live?
[She goes in.
[Walking across the stage in a violent passion, and taking Fabrice by the arm.
Follow me, sir, I must talk with you.
With me, madam?
With you, wretch.
What a devil of a woman!
End of the First Act.
lady alton, fabrice.
I don't believe a word you say, Mr. Coffeeman; you will absolutely drive me out of my senses.
Then pray, madam, get into them again.
You have the impudence to affirm to me, that this fortune-hunter here is a woman of honor, though she has received visits from a nobleman. You ought to be ashamed of yourself.
Why so, madam? when my lord came, he never came in privately; she received him publicly, the doors of her apartment were open, and my wife present. You may despise my condition, madam, but you should respect my honesty; and as to the lady you are pleased to call a fortune-hunter, if you knew her, you would esteem her.
Leave me, sir, you grow impertinent.
What a woman!
[Goes to Miss Lindon's door, and knocks rudely.
Open the door.
miss lindon, lady alton.
Who knocks so? what do you want, madam?
Answer me, madam. Does not Lord Murray come here sometimes?
What's that to you? what right have you to ask me? am I a criminal, and you my judge?
I am your accuser. If my lord still visits you, if you encourage that wretch's passion, tremble: renounce him, or you are undone.
If I had a passion for him, your menaces, madam, would but increase it.
I see you love him; that the perfidious villain has seduced you; he has deceived you, and you brave me: but know, there is no vengeance which I am not capable of executing.
Then, madam, know, I do love him.
Before I revenge myself I will astonish you. There, know the traitor, look at these letters he wrote to me: there is his picture too which he gave me; but let me have it back, or—
[Giving her back the picture.
What have I seen? unhappy woman! madam—
I no longer love him.
Keep your resolution and your promise; know, he is inconstant, cruel, proud, the worst of characters.
Stop, madam; if you continue to speak ill of him, I may relapse, and love him again. You are come here on purpose to take away my wretched life: that, madam, will easily be done.—Polly, 'tis all over; come and assist me to conceal this last and worst of all my miseries.
What is the matter, my dear mistress, where is your courage?
Against misfortune, injustice, and poverty, there are arms that will defend a noble heart; but there is an arrow that always must be fatal.
[They go out.
lady alton, wasp.
To be betrayed, abandoned for this worthless little wretch.
[To Wasp.
You, news-writer, have you done what I ordered you? have you employed your engines of intelligence, and found out who this insolent creature is that makes me so completely miserable?
I have fulfilled your ladyship's commands, and have discovered that she is a Scotchwoman, and hides herself from the world.
Prodigious news indeed!
I can find out nothing else at present.
What service then have you been of?
When we discover a little, we add a little; and one little joined to another, makes a great deal. There's a hypothesis for you.
How, pedant, a hypothesis!
Yes, I suppose she is an enemy to the government.
Certainly, nothing can be worse inclined; for she has robbed me of my lover.
You plainly see, therefore, that in troublesome times, a Scotchwoman, who conceals herself, must be an enemy to the state.
I can't say I see it altogether so clearly, but I heartily wish it were so.
I would not lay a wager about it, but I'd swear to it.
And would you venture to affirm this before people of consequence?
I have the honor of being related to many persons of the first fashion. I am intimate with the mistress of a valet de chambre to the first secretary of the prime minister: I could even talk with the lackeys of your lover, Lord Murray, and tell them that the father of this young girl has sent her up to London, as a woman ill disposed. Now observe, this might have its consequences, and your rival, for her bad intentions, might be sent to the same prison where I have so often been for my writings.
Good, very good: violent passions must be served by people who have no scruples about them. Let the vessel go with a full sail, or let it go to the bottom. You are certainly right; a Scotchwoman who conceals herself at a time when all the people of her country are suspected, must certainly be an enemy to the state. You are no fool, as you have been represented to me. I thought you had been only a smatterer on paper, but I see you have genius. I have already done something for you; I will do a great deal more. You must let me know everything that passes here.
Let me advise you, madam, to make use of everything you know, and of everything you do not know. Edition: current; Page: [29] Truth stands in need of some ornament: downright lies indeed may be vile things, but fiction is beautiful. What after all is truth? a conformity with our own ideas; what one says is always conformable to the idea one has whilst one is talking; therefore, properly speaking, there is no such thing as a lie.
You seem to be an excellent logician, I fancy you studied at St. Omer's. But go, only tell me whatever you discover, I ask no more of you.
lady alton, fabrice.
This is certainly one of the vilest and most impudent scoundrels; dogs bite from an instinct of courage, and this fellow from an instinct of meanness. Methinks, now I am a little cool, his behavior makes me out of love with revenge. I could almost take my rival's part against him. She has in her low condition a pride that pleases me; she is decent, and I am told, sensible: but she has robbed me of my lover, and that I can never pardon. [To Fabrice, whom she sees in the coffee-room.] Honest man, your servant, you are a good kind of fellow, but you have got a sad rascal in your house.
I have heard, madam, from many, that he is as wicked as Miss Lindon is virtuous and amiable.
Amiable! that wounds my heart.
fabrice, mr. freeport.
[Dressed plainly, with a large hat.
Heaven be praised, Mr. Freeport, I see you safe returned: how are you since your voyage to Jamaica?
Pretty well, I thank you, Mr. Fabrice, I have been very successful, but am much fatigued. [To the waiter.] Boy, some chocolate and the papers—one finds it more difficult to amuse oneself than to get rich.
Will you have Wasp's papers?
No: what should I do with such stuff? It is no concern of mine if a spider in the corner of a wall walks over his web to suck the blood of flies. Give me the Gazette! What public news have you?
None at present.
So much the better; the less news the less folly. But how go your affairs, my friend? have you a good deal of business? who lodges with you now?
This morning an old gentleman came who won't see anybody.
He's in the right of it: three parts of the world are good for nothing, either knaves or fools, and as for the fourth, they keep to themselves.
This gentleman has not so much as the curiosity to see a charming young lady who is in the same house with him.
There he's wrong. Who is she, pray?
She is something more singular even than himself: she has now been with me these four months, and has never stirred out of her apartment: she calls herself Lindon, but I believe that is not her real name.
I make no doubt but she's a woman of virtue, or she would not lodge with you.
O she is more than you can conceive; beautiful to the last degree, greatly distressed, and the best of women. Between you and me she is excessively poor, but of a high spirit and very proud.
If that be the case she is more to blame even than your old gentleman.
By no means: her pride is an additional virtue. She denies herself common necessaries, and at the Edition: current; Page: [32] same time would let nobody know she does: works with her own hands to get money to pay me; never complains, but hides her tears: it is with the utmost difficulty I can persuade her to expend a little of her money, due for rent, on things she really wants; and am forced to make use of a thousand arts before she will suffer me to assist her. I always reckon what she has at half the price it cost me, and when she finds it out, there is always a quarrel between us, which indeed is the only quarrel we have ever had: in short, sir, she is a miracle of virtue, misfortune, and intrepidity: she frequently draws from me tears of tenderness and admiration.
You are naturally tender; I am not. I admire none, though I esteem many: but I will see this woman; I am a little melancholy, and she may divert me.
O sir, she scarcely ever receives any visitors. There is a lord indeed who comes now and then to see her, but she will never speak to him unless before my wife. He has not been here for some time, and now she lives more retired than ever.
I love retirement too, and hate a crowd as much as she can: I must see her, where is her apartment?
Yonder: even with the coffee-room.
I'll go in.
You must not.
I say I must: why not go into her chamber? bring in my chocolate and the papers. [Pulls out his watch.] I have not much time to lose, for I am engaged at two.
miss lindon, [frightened, Polly following her.]
freeport, fabrice.
My God! who is this? sir, you are extremely rude; I think you might have shown more respect to my sex than thus to intrude on my retirement.
You will pardon me, madam, [To Fabrice] bring me the chocolate.
Yes, sir, with the lady's consent.
[Seats himself near a table, reads the newspaper, and looks up to Miss Lindon and Polly, takes off his hat, and puts it on again.
This gentleman seems pretty familiar.
Why won't you sit down, madam? you see I do.
Which I think, sir, you ought not to do. I am astonished, sir: I never receive visits from strangers.
A stranger, madam! I am very well known; my name's Freeport, a merchant, and rich: inquire of me on 'Change.
Sir, I know nobody in this country, I should be obliged to you if you would not intrude on a person to whom you are an utter stranger, and to whom as a woman you should have shown more respect.
I don't mean to incommode you, madam: be at your ease, as I am at mine; you see I am reading the news, take up your tapestry, or drink chocolate with me, or without me, just as you please.
This is an original!
Good heaven! what a visit! and my lord not come. This whimsical fellow distracts me, and I don't know how to get rid of him. How could Fabrice let him in! I must sit down.
[She sits down, and works, chocolate is brought in; Freeport takes a dish without offering her any; he sips, and talks by turns.
Hark'ee, madam, I hate compliments, I have heard one of the best of characters of you: you are Edition: current; Page: [35] poor and virtuous, but they tell me you are proud; that's a fault.
And pray, sir, who told you all this?
The master of this house, who is a very honest man, and therefore I believe him.
O sir, 'tis all a fable; he has deceived you; not indeed with regard to pride, which always accompanies true modesty: nor as to virtue, which is my first duty; but with regard to that poverty of which he suspects me. Those who want nothing can never be poor.
You don't stick to truth, which is even a worse fault than being proud: I know better, I know you are in want of everything, and sometimes deny yourself so much as a dinner.
That's by order of the doctor.
Hold your tongue, hussy, do you pretend to give yourself airs too?
What an original!
In a word, whether you are proud or not, is nothing to me. I have made a voyage to Jamaica that has brought me in five thousand pounds: now, you must know, it is a law with me, and ought to be Edition: current; Page: [36] a law with every good Christian, always to give away a tenth part of what I get: it is a debt which I owe to the unfortunate. You are unhappy, though you won't acknowledge it. There's five hundred pounds for you: now, remember, you're paid: let me have no curtseys, no thanks, keep the money and the secret.
[Throws down a large purse on the table.
In faith this is more original still.
I never was so astonished in my life—alas! how everything conspires to humble me! what generosity! and yet what an affront!
[Reading the news and drinking his chocolate.
This impertinent writer! a ridiculous fellow to talk such nonsense with an air of consequence—"The king is arrived: he makes a most noble figure, being extremely tall." The blockhead! what signifies it whether he is tall or short? could not he have told us the plain fact?
[Coming up to Freeport.
Well, madam—
What you have done, sir, surprises me still more than what you said: but I cannot possibly accept the Edition: current; Page: [37] money, as it may not, perhaps, ever be in my power to repay it.
Who talks of repaying it?
I thank you, sir, for your goodness, from the bottom of my heart: you have my sincere acknowledgments, my admiration; I can no more.
You are more extraordinary than the gentleman himself. Surely, madam, in the condition you are in, deserted by all the world, you must have lost your senses to refuse an unexpected succor, thus offered you by one of the most generous, though whimsical and absurd men I ever met with.
What do you mean by that, madam! whimsical and absurd!
If you won't accept of it for your own sake, take it for mine. I have served you in your ill-fortune, and have some right to partake of the good: in short, sir, this is no time to dissemble, we are in the utmost distress; and if it had not been for our kind landlord, must have perished with cold and hunger. My mistress concealed her condition from all those who might have been of service to us: you became acquainted with it in spite of her: in spite of herself, therefore, oblige her to accept of that which heaven hath sent her by your generous hand.
Dear Polly, you will ruin my honor.
You, my dear mistress, would ruin yourself by your folly.
If you love me, consider my reputation. I shall die with shame.
What are these women prating about?
And if you love me, madam, don't oblige me to perish with hunger.
O Polly, what think you my lord would say, if still he loves me? could he believe me capable of such meanness? I always pretended to him that I wanted nothing; and shall I receive a present from another, from a stranger?
Your pretence was wrong, and your refusal still more so: as to my lord, he'll say nothing about it, for he has deserted you.
My dear Polly, by our sorrows I entreat you, do not let us disgrace ourselves: contrive in some way to excuse me to this strange man, who means well, though he is so rude and unpolished: tell him, when an unmarried woman accepts such presents, the world will always suspect she does it at the expense of her virtue.
What does she say?
[Coming close to him.
O sir, something mighty ridiculous; she talks of the suspicions of the world, and that an unmarried woman—
Is she unmarried then?
Yes, sir, and I too
So much the better. So she says that an unmarried woman—
Cannot take a present from a man—
She does not know what she says. Why am I to be suspected of a dishonest purpose, because I do an honest action?
Do you hear him, madam?
I hear, and I admire him, but am still resolved not to accept it: they would say I loved him; that villain. Wasp, would certainly report it, and I should be undone.
[To Freeport.
She is afraid, sir, you are in love with her.
In love with her! how can that be, when I know nothing of her? indeed, madam, you may make yourself easy on that head; and if perchance some years hence I should fall in love with you, and you with me, well and good; as you determine, I shall determine also; and if you think no more of it, I shall think no more of it; if you tell me I am disagreeable to you, you will soon be so to me; if you desire not to see me, you shall never see me again; and if you desire me to return, I will.
[Pulls out his watch.
So fare you well. I have a little business at present. Madam, your, servant.
Your servant, sir, you have my esteem and my gratitude; but take your money with you, and once more spare my blushes.
The woman's a fool.
Mr. Fabrice, Mr. Fabrice, for heaven's sake come and assist me.
[Coming in a violent hurry.
What's the matter, madam?
[Giving him the purse.
Here, take this purse: the gentleman left it by mistake, give it him again, I charge you; assure him of my esteem, and remember I want no assistance from any one.
[Taking the purse.
O Mr. Freeport, I know you by this generous action; but be assured this lady means to deceive you: she is really in want of this.
'Tis false: and is it you, Mr. Fabrice, who would betray me?
I will obey you, madam.
[Aside to Freeport.
I will keep this money; it may be of service to her without her knowing it. My heart bleeds to see such virtue joined to such misfortunes.
I feel for her too, but she is too haughty: tell her it is not right to be proud. Adieu.
miss lindon, polly.
Well, madam, you have made a fine piece of work of it; heaven graciously offered you assistance, and you resolve to perish in indigence; I too must fall a sacrifice to your virtue, a virtue which is not without its alloy of vanity: that vanity, madam, will destroy us both.
Death is all I have to wish for: Lord Murray no longer loves me; he has left me these three days; Edition: current; Page: [42] he has loved my proud and cruel rival; perhaps, he loves her still. I was to blame to think of him, but 'tis a crime I shall not long be guilty of.
[She sits down to write.
She seems in despair, alas! she has but too much reason to be so; her condition is far worse than mine: a servant has always some resource, but a woman like her can have none.
[Folding up her letter.
'Tis no great sacrifice. There, Polly, when I am no more, carry that letter to him—
What says my dear mistress?
To him who is the cause of my death. I have recommended you to him, perhaps he may comply with my last request: go, Polly, [embracing her] and be assured, that amongst all my misfortunes, that of not being able to recompense you as you deserve, is not the least which this wretched heart has experienced.
O my dear mistress, I cannot refrain from tears, you harrow up my soul: what is your dreadful purpose? what means this letter? God forbid I should ever deliver it! [she tears the letter.] Alas! madam, why would not you open your heart to Lord Murray? perhaps your cold reserve has disgusted him.
Perhaps so, indeed: my eyes are open now, I must have offended him: but how could I disclose my condition to the son of him who ruined my father and family?
How, madam! was it my lord's father who—
Yes, it was he who persecuted my father, had him condemned to death, deprived us of our nobility, and took away everything from us: left as I am without father, mother, or fortune, I have nothing but my reputation and my fatal love. I ought to detest the son of Murray: misfortune, that still pursues me, brought me acquainted with him. I have loved him, and I ought to suffer for it.
O madam, you grow pale, your eyes are dim.
May grief perform that office for me, which sword or poison—
Help here, Mr. Fabrice, help: my mistress faints.
Help, help here! where are ye all, my wife, my servants, come down: tell the gentlemen above—help here—
[Fabrice's wife, her maids, and Polly, carry off Miss Lindon into her chamber.
[As she is going out.
Why will ye bring me back to life again? let me die in peace.
montross, fabrice.
What's the matter, landlord?
That beautiful young lady, sir, I told you of, fainted away just now: but it will be over soon.
O the mere effect of vapors in young girls; they are not dangerous: what service could I be of? why call me down for this? I thought the house must have been on fire.
I had rather it were, than this sweet creature should be hurt. If Scotland has many such beauties as her, it must be a charming country.
Is she Scotch then?
So it seems; though I knew it but to-day: our news-writer tells me so, and he knows everything.
And what's her name?
She calls herself Lindon.
That's a name I'm not acquainted with. [He walks about.] The bare mention of my country rives my heart. Was ever man treated with such cruelty and injustice as I have been? Barbarous Murray, thou art dead; but thy son survives: I will have justice or revenge. O my dearest wife, my children, my daughter! I have lost all. This sword had long since ended all my cares, did not the hopes of sweet revenge force me still to bear the detestable load of life.
Thank God! all is well again.
What sudden change has happened then?
O, sir, she has recovered her senses, and is pretty well; looks still pale, but always beautiful.
O it's nothing. I must go out—I must run the hazard—I will.
This man does not trouble himself much about young ladies that faint; but if he had seen Miss Lindon, he would not be so indifferent.
End of the Second Act.
lady alton, andrew.
Yes: since I can't see the villain at home, I'll see him here: he'll certainly come. This news-writer told me truth, and was in the right of it: a Scotchwoman concealed in these dangerous times! she must be in a conspiracy against the state; she shall be seized; the order is given; at least I am too sure she conspires against me: but here comes Andrew, my lord's servant; I will know the whole of my misfortune. Andrew, you have got a letter from my lord, have not you?
Yes, madam.
For me.
No, madam.
How? have not you brought me several from him?
Yes, madam: but this is not for you; 'tis for a certain person whom he is most desperately in love with.
Well, and was not he most desperately in love with me when he used to write to me?
O no, madam, he loved you calmly and coldly; 'tis quite another thing here; he neither sleeps nor eats, runs about day and night, and does nothing but talk of his dear Lindon. O there's a great deal of difference, I assure you.
Perfidious wretch! but no matter: I tell you that letter is for me: 'tis without a superscription, is not it?
Yes, madam.
Were not all the letters you brought me without a superscription too?
Yes, madam; but this I know is for Miss Lindon.
I tell you 'tis for me, and to prove it to you, here are ten guineas for you.
Indeed, madam, I begin to think the letter was for you; I was certainly mistaken: but if after all it is not, I hope you will not betray me; you may say you found it at Miss Lindon's.
O leave that to me.
After all, where is the harm in giving a love letter designed for one woman to another? they are all Edition: current; Page: [48] alike; and if Miss Lindon does not receive this letter, she may have twenty others. I have executed my commission, and made a pretty good hand of it too.
[Opens the letter, and reads.
Now for it—"My dear, amiable, and truly virtuous Miss Lindon"—that's more than ever he said to me—" 'tis now two days, an age to me, since I had the happiness of seeing you: but I have denied myself that pleasure with the hopes of serving you. I know what you are, and what I owe you. I will change the face of your affairs, or perish in the attempt. My friends are zealous for you. Depend on me as on the most faithful of lovers, and one who will endeavor to prove himself worthy of your affection."
This is an absolute conspiracy; there can be no doubt of it: she is a Scotchwoman, and her family ill disposed to the government. Murray's father commanded in Scotland: his friends, he says, are zealous; he runs about day and night: 'tis certainly a conspiracy. Thank God, I am as zealous as he, and if she does not accept my offers, she shall be seized in an hour's time, before her vile lover comes to her assistance.
lady alton, miss lindon, polly.
[To Polly, who is passing from her mistress's apartment towards the coffee-room.
You, madam, go immediately and tell your mistress Edition: current; Page: [49] I must speak with her; she need not be afraid; I shall say nothing to her but what will be agreeable, and concerns her happiness: let her come immediately, immediately, do you hear? she need not be afraid, I say.
O madam, we are afraid of nothing; but your looks make me tremble.
I'll see if I can't persuade this virtuous lady to do as I would have her: I'll make my proposals, however.
[Comes in trembling, supported by Polly.
What are your commands with me, madam? are you come again only to insult me in my distress?
No: I come to make you happy. I know you are worth nothing; I am rich; I now make you an offer of one of my seats on the borders of Scotland, with all the lands belonging to it; go and live there, you and your family, if you have any; but you must immediately quit my lord forever, nor must he know of your retreat as long as you live.
Alas! madam, he has abandoned me: be not jealous of a poor unfortunate: in vain you offer me a retreat; I shall soon find one without you, an eternal one, in a place where I need not blush at my obligations to you.
Rash woman, is this an answer for me?
Rashness, madam, would ill suit with my condition; firmness and intrepidity will much better become it: my birth, madam, is as good as yours; my heart, perhaps, much better; and as to my fortune, it shall not depend on any one, much less on my rival.
[Goes out.
It shall depend on me. I am sorry she reduces me to this extremity, and am ashamed to make use of this rascal, Wasp; but she obliges me to it. Faithless lover! unhappy passion! O! I am choked with rage.
freeport and montross [in the coffee-room, with Fabrice's wife, and servants putting things in order.
fabrice, lady alton.
[To Fabrice.
Mr. Fabrice, you see me here often; but 'tis your own fault.
On the contrary, madam, we could wish—
I am more concerned than you can be; but you shall see me again, I assure you.
[She goes out.
So much the worse. What would she be at now? What a difference there is betwixt her and the beautiful patient Miss Lindon!
True; she is, as you say, beautiful and virtuous.
I am sorry this gentleman never saw her; I am sure he would be greatly affected with her behavior.
Wretch that I am! I have other things to think of.
I am always either on'Change or at Jamaica; but one can't help liking now and then to see a fine woman: she is really a fine creature, a sweet behavior, a charming countenance, and has something noble in her air and demeanor.—I must see her again one day or other. 'Tis pity she's so proud.
My landlord here informs me you behaved to her in a most generous manner.
Who I? no. Would not you, or any man in my place, have done the same?
If I had been rich, and she had merit, I believe I might.
What is there in it then to be wondered at? [He takes up the papers.] Well, what news have we to-day? How's this? Lord Falbridge dead!
Falbridge dead! the only friend I had on earth, or from whom I could expect relief? O fortune, fortune, wilt thou ever persecute me?
Was he your friend? I am sorry for you.—"Edinburgh, April 14. Great search is being made after Lord Montross, condemned to lose his head about eleven years ago."
Just heaven! what do I hear? What's that, sir, Lord Montross condemned—
Yes, sir, Lord Montross; there, sir, read it yourself.
[Looking on the paper.
'Tis so indeed. [Aside.] I must get away as fast as I can; this place is too public: sure, earth and hell conspired together never heaped so many misfortunes on one man. [To his servant.] John, let my horses be saddled, perhaps I may be going towards evening—how bad news flies!
Bad news, why so? what signifies it whether Lord Montross is beheaded or not? everything passes away—to-day a head is cut off, to-morrow we have Edition: current; Page: [53] it in the newspapers, and next day we talk no more of it. If this Miss Lindon was not so proud, I would go and ask her how she did; she is very handsome, and a very worthy creature.
To them a King's Messenger.
Is your name Fabrice, sir?
Yes, sir, your commands with me?
You keep a coffee-house, and let lodgings?
I do, sir.
You have a young Scotch lady in your house, named Lindon?
I have, sir, and esteem it a great happiness.
A most beautiful and virtuous lady; everybody tells me so.
I come to seize her by order of the government; there's my warrant.
Amazing! I shudder at the thought.
A young Scotchwoman seized on the very day of my arrival! O my unhappy family, my country, what will become of my unfortunate daughter! she is, perhaps, the victim of my misfortunes, languishing in poverty and a prison: why was she ever born?
I never heard of young girls being seized by order of the government: I am afraid, Mr. Messenger, you are a rascal.
If she is a fortune-hunter, as Wasp said, it will ruin my house; I am undone: this court lady had some reasons I see plainly—and yet she must be good and virtuous.
Let's have none of your reasons, sir, to prison, or give bail, that's the rule.
I'll give you bail, myself, my house, my goods, my person.
Your person's nothing; the house, perhaps, not your own—your goods, where are they? I must have money.
Good Mr. Freeport, shall I give him the five hundred pounds which she so nobly refused, and which are still in my possession?
Ay, ay, I'll give five hundred, a thousand, two thousand; I'll be answerable for it, my name's Freeport. Edition: current; Page: [55] I believe the girl's strictly virtuous; but she should not be so proud.
Come, sir, give us your bond.
With all my heart.
'Tis not every one employs their money thus.
To spend it in doing good is putting it out to the best interest.
[Freeport and the Messenger retire to the corner of the coffee-room to count out the money.
montross, fabrice.
You are astonished, sir, at Mr. Freeport; but 'tis his constant practice: happy are those whom he takes a fancy to! he is no complimenter, but does a man a service in less time than others spend in making protestations about it.
There are still in the world some noble souls—what will become of me?
We must take care not to let the poor young lady know anything of the danger she has been in.
I must be gone this night.
One should never tell people of their danger till it is past.
The only friend I had in London is dead: what should I do here?
We should make her faint away a second time.
A young Scotchwoman is seized, a person who lives retired, and is suspected by the government. I don't know why, but this adventure throws me into deep reflections. Everything conspires to awaken the memory of my sorrows, my afflictions, my misfortunes, and my resentment.
[Seeing Polly crossing the stage.
One word with you, madam, are you that pretty amiable young lady, born in Scotland, who—
Yes, sir—I, I am tolerably young, and a Scotchwoman; and as to pretty they say I am not amiss.
Have you any news from your own country?
No, sir, I have left it a long time.
And what are your relations, pray?
My father was an excellent baker, as I have heard, and my mother waiting-maid to a woman of quality.
O, now I understand you. You, I suppose, are servant to that young lady I have heard so much of. I was mistaken.
O sir, you do me too much honor.
You know who your mistress is, I suppose?
Yes, sir, the sweetest and most amiable of her sex, and one too who has the most fortitude in affliction.
She is in distress then?
Yes, sir, and so am I: but I had rather serve her in affliction than be ever so happy.
But don't you know her family?
My mistress, sir, desires to remain unknown: she has no family: sir, why do you ask me these questions?
To remain unknown! say you? O heaven, if I could at last—but 'tis a vain imagination. Tell me, pray, how old is your mistress?
One may safely tell her age. She is just eighteen.
Eighteen! the very age of my dear Montross, my lovely infant, the only remaining hope of my unhappy family—eighteen sayest thou?
Yes, sir, and I am but two and twenty, there's no great difference between us. I see no reason why you should make so many reflections on her age.
Eighteen, and born in my country, desires to remain unknown! I cannot contain myself—by your permission I must see and talk to her immediately.
Telling him of a girl of eighteen has turned this old gentleman's brain.—You can't possibly see her at present, sir, she's in the greatest distress.
For that very reason I must see her.
O, sir, fresh griefs and calamities have torn her heart, and deprived her of her senses. She is not one of those I assure you, sire, who faint away for nothing; she is but just now come to herself, and the little rest she now enjoys is mixed with grief and bitterness. Have pity, sir, on her condition.
All you say but increases my desire. I am her countryman, and partake of her afflictions, perhaps I may be able to lessen them; permit me, I beg you, before I leave this place, to have an interview with her.
You affect me deeply, sir; stay here a few minutes. It is impossible a young lady, who has just fainted away, should be able to receive visits immediately. I'll go to her, and come back to you soon.
montross, fabrice.
[Pulling him by the sleeve.
Sir, is there nobody near us?
With what impatience shall I wait for her return!
Can nobody hear us?
I can never support this anxiety.
They are in search of you, sir,—
Who, where, what?
I say, sir, they are in search of you; I cannot help interesting myself in the safety of those who lodge in my house. I don't know who you are, sir, but I have been asked a thousand questions about you. They have surrounded the house, passing, and repassing, getting all the information they can. In short I shall not be surprised if in a little time they should pay you the same compliment as they did the young lady, who, it seems, is of the same country.
I must speak with her before I go.
Take my advice, sir, and get away as fast as you can; our friend, Freeport, perhaps might not be in the humor to do as much for you as for a girl of eighteen.
Pardon me, but I know not where I am; I scarce heard you—what must I do, or where can I go? my dear sir, I cannot go without seeing her: let me talk to you a little in private: I must beg you some how or other to let me have an opportunity of seeing this young lady.
I told you before, you would want to see her. I assure you nothing can be more beautiful, more virtuous, or more agreeable.
End of the Third Act.
[At a table in the coffee-room.
[Smoking a pipe.
I must be so free as to tell you, Mr. Wasp, if I may believe all that is said of you, you would do me a favor by never coming to my house again.
All that is said is generally false: what fly has stung you, Mr. Fabrice?
You come, and write your papers here, Mr. Wasp; and my coffee-house will be looked on as a poison shop.
[To Fabrice.
This fellow seems to deserve what you say.
[To Wasp.
They say you speak ill of all mankind.
Of all mankind! that's too much indeed.
They begin even to say you are an informer, and a scoundrel, but I am loth to believe them.
[To Wasp.
Do you hear, sir? this is past raillery.
I am an illustrious writer, sir, a man of taste.
Taste or no taste, sir, I say you have done me an injury.
So far from it, sir, that I have helped off your coffee, made it fashionable to come to your house, 'tis my reputation that has brought you custom.
A fine reputation indeed! that of a spy, a bad author, and a worse man!
Stop, Mr. Fabrice, if you please. You may attack my morals, but my works—I will never suffer that.
Your writings, sir, are not worth my consideration; but you are suspected of a design against the amiable Miss Lindon.
If I thought so, I would drown the dog with my own hands.
'Tis said, you accused her of being Scotch, and the honest gentleman too who lives above stairs.
Well, and suppose I had, what harm is there in being of any particular country?
'Tis moreover reported that you have had several conferences with the agents of a certain choleric lady who comes here, and with the servants of a noble lord, who used to frequent this house: that you tell tales, and blow up quarrels.
[To Wasp.
Are you really such a rogue? then shall I detest you.
O thank God! here comes my lord, if I am not mistaken.
A lord, is it? then your humble servant, I hate a lord, as much as I do a bad writer.
He's not like other lords, I assure you.
Like other lords or not, 'tis no matter. I never love to be disturbed, so fare you well. I don't know how it is, my friend, but I am always thinking of this young Scotchwoman—I'll come back presently—immediately. I want to talk seriously to her—your servant. This Scotchwoman is handsome, and Edition: current; Page: [64] a good creature.—Adieu—[returning] tell her, I intend to serve her greatly.
[Pensive and in great agitation.
[Bowing to him, of which he takes no notice.
[At a distance from him.
[To Fabrice.
I'm glad to see you, friend: how is that charming girl you have the pleasure to boast of as your lodger here?
She has been very ill, sir, since she saw you: but I'm sure she will be better now.
Great God, thou protector of innocence, I implore thee for her; O deign to make me an instrument in doing justice to virtue, and sheltering the unfortunate from oppression! Thanks to thy goodness, and my own endeavors, I have hopes of success. Hark'ee, friend, I would talk a little with that man.
[Pointing to Wasp.
[To Fabrice.
You see, sir, you were mistaken, and I have some credit still at court.
[Going out.
That's not quite so clear.
[To Wasp.
Well, my friend—
Permit me, my lord, to dedicate a volume to your lordship—
No, sir, we are not talking about dedications: you are the person that informed my servants of the arrival of the old gentleman just come from Scotland; you described him, and made the same report to the minister of state.
My lord, I only did my duty.
[Giving him a purse.
You have done me a service without knowing it: but I don't consider the intention. Some folks say you meant to hurt, and have done good: there's something for your service. But if ever from this time forward you so much as pronounce the name of that gentleman, or of Miss Lindon, I'll throw you out at window,—away, be gone, sir.
My lord, I return you thanks; everybody abuses me, and gives me money; I am certainly a cleverer fellow than I thought I was.
An old gentleman just arrived from Scotland; Miss Lindon born in the same country! alas! if it were possible to repair the cruel injuries my father did—if heaven would graciously permit—but I'll go in. [To Polly, who comes out of Miss Lindon's apartment.] Polly, were not you surprised at not seeing me for so long a time? two whole days! I should not have forgiven myself had I not been engaged in my dear Miss Lindon's service: the ministers of state were at Windsor, and I was obliged to follow them there. Heaven surely inspired thee, when thou toldst me, Polly, the secret of her birth.
I'm frightened yet, my mistress so often forbade me: were I to give her the least uneasiness I should die with grief. Alas! sir, your absence this very day threw her into a fainting fit, and I believe I should have fainted too, if I had not exerted all my strength to assist her.
There, Polly, there's something for the fainting fit you had like to have fallen into.
[Gives her money.
My lord, I thank you; I am not so high spirited as my mistress, who refuses to accept of anything; and pretends to be quite at her ease, when she is absolutely starving.
Good heaven! the daughter of Montross reduced to poverty! how guilty am I! but I will repair everything, her condition shall soon be changed: why would she so long conceal it from me?
'Tis the only thing in which she deceived you, or I believe ever will.
But let us go in, I long to throw myself at her feet.
O my lord, not yet; she is now with an old gentleman, a very old gentleman, who is her countryman, and they are saying such tender things.
Who is this old gentleman? methinks I am already interested in his favor.
I know nothing of him.
Would to God he were the person I wish him to be! and what did they say to each other?
They began to grow very serious, the gentleman seemed to wish me out of the room, and so I came away.
lady alton, lord murray, polly.
So, sir, at last I've caught you: thou base perfidious man, now sir, I am convinced of your inconstancy, and my own disgrace.
True, madam, you are so. [Aside.] what an unseasonable intrusion!
Perfidious monster!
A monster I may appear in your eyes, and I am glad of it; but perfidious I never was; 'tis not my character: before I loved another, I frankly told you I had no longer any regard for you.
After a promise of marriage, wretch, after so many protestations of love!
When I made those protestations I loved you, and when I promised to marry you, I meant to do so.
And why then did not you keep your word? what prevented you?
Your character, your fiery temper and disposition: marriage was intended to make us happy, and I saw too plainly we were not made for each other.
And so you have quitted me for a wandering lady errant, a poor fortune-hunter.
No, madam, I leave you for softness and good-nature, for every grace, and every virtue.
But you are not yet possessed of her: know, traitor, I will be revenged, and speedily too.
I know your vindictive temper, know you have more envy than jealousy, more rage than tenderness, but you will be forced to honor and respect the woman I love.
I know the object of your affection, sir, better than you do; know I who she is; I know too who that stranger is, who came hither yesterday: yes sir, I am acquainted with it all, and so are they who have more power and authority than Lord Murray: that unworthy rival, for whom I am despised, shall soon be seized and taken from you.
What says she, Polly? I'm terrified at the thought.
And so am I. We are undone, sir.
Stay, madam, explain yourself—hear me.
I'll hear nothing, answer nothing, explain nothing: you are an inconstant, false-hearted, perfidious villain.
lord murray, polly.
What does this fury mean? her jealousy is terrible: heaven grant I never may be jealous! she talks of having my dear girl seized, and pretends to know this stranger. What would she be at?
To tell you the truth, my mistress has been taken up by order of the government, and I too, I believe; and if it had not been for an honest fat man, who is goodness itself, and who gave in bail for us, we had both been in prison at this very time. They had made me swear not to tell you anything of it: but how can I conceal it from you?
What do I hear? misfortune on misfortune! your mistress's very name I find is suspected. Alas! my family was born to be the destruction of hers: heaven, fortune, justice, and love would repair all, but guilt opposes me. It shall not, must not triumph; do not alarm my dear girl. I'll go myself to the ministry! Try everything, do everything to save Edition: current; Page: [71] her. I'll deny myself the happiness of seeing her till I can assure her of success. I fly, Polly, to serve her, and will return immediately. Tell her I have left only because I adore her.
[Going out.
This is a strange adventure. I see this world is nothing but a perpetual contest between the virtuous and the wicked, and we poor girls are always the sufferers.
montross, miss lindon.
[Nods to Polly, who goes out.
Every word you utter pierces my soul: born in Lochaber! persecuted, oppressed, and deserted! a woman with such noble sentiments!
Those sentiments, sir, perhaps are owing to my misfortunes: had I been brought up in ease and luxury, my soul, which is fortified by adversity, had been weak and vain.
O thou art worthy of a nobler fate. You acknowledge to me you are sprung from one of the proscribed families, whose blood was shed on a scaffold in our civil wars. But still you conceal from me your name and birth.
Duty binds me to silence. My father himself was proscribed: they are even now in search of him, and were I to name perhaps I might destroy him. You inspire me, I own, with uncommon tenderness and respect, but I know you not, and I have everything to fear. You see I am myself suspected, and am a prisoner here. One word might ruin me.
One word perhaps might give me the greatest comfort: but tell me only what age you were of when you parted from your father, who was afterwards so unhappy?
I was then but five years old.
Great God, have mercy on me! everything she says contributes to throw new light on my dark paths! O providence, do not withdraw thy goodness from me!
You weep, sir, alas! nor can I help joining my tears with yours.
[Wiping his eyes.
Go on, I conjure you: after your father had quitted his family to see it no more, how long did you remain with your mother?
I was ten years old when she died in my arms, oppressed with grief and misery, and after she had heard that my brother was killed in battle.
O, I faint; what a dreadful moment! O thou dear, unhappy wife, and thou more fortunate son, to die without seeing so much misery! do you remember this picture?
[Takes a picture out of his pocket.
What do I see? is this a dream? surely 'tis my mother's picture.
It is, it is your mother; and I am that unhappy father who is condemned to death, whose trembling arms now embrace thee.
Do I live? where am I? O, sir, behold me at your knees: this is the first happy moment of my life: O, my father! alas! how darest you venture hither? I tremble for you, even whilst I am thus happy in your sight.
My dearest child, you know the misfortunes of our family; you know that the house of Murray, still jealous of ours, plunged us into these calamities. I have lost all: one friend alone remained, who by his interest and power might have restored me, and had promised it; but on my arrival here, I find that friend is dead, that I am searched after in Scotland, and a price put on my head. 'Tis, no doubt, the son of my old enemy who still persecutes me: I will die by his hand, or be revenged on him.
And come you then with a resolution to kill Lord Murray?
Yes: I will avenge you and my family, or die. I only hazard a life already devoted to the scaffold.
O fortune, in what new horrors dost thou involve me! what must I do? O my father!
My dearest daughter! how cruel is thy fate to be born of such a wretched father!
O sir, I am much more unhappy than you think me: are you resolved on this fatal enterprise?
Ay, to death.
O, my dear father, let me conjure you by that life which you gave me, by your misfortunes, by my own, which are, perhaps, still greater, do not expose me to the dread of losing you; have pity on me, spare your own life, and preserve mine.
Your voice reaches to my inmost soul: methinks I hear in thee, thy much-loved mother; speak, what would you?
Do not expose your precious life, but quit this dangerous place, dangerous for us both: yes, I am resolved I will renounce all for my dear father's sake. I am ready to follow you, I will accompany you, sir, to some far distant island, and there these Edition: current; Page: [75] hands shall labor to support you. It is my duty, and I will perform it: 'tis done, away.
I must not then avenge you?
No, sir, that vengeance would destroy me: come, let us be gone.
Well, I submit. The father's love prevails over all: since you have the courage to accompany me, I will go: I will prepare everything for our departure from London within this hour: be ready: one more embrace, and farewell.
miss lindon, polly.
'Tis all over, Polly: I shall never see Lord Murray again.
Indeed, madam, but you will; he'll be here in a few minutes: he is but just gone from hence.
Gone from hence! and not see me; this is worse than all. O my unhappy father! why did we not go before?
If he had not been interrupted by that detestable Lady Alton.
What! did he meet her here after all to insult me! after leaving me for three days without so much as writing! to affront me so grossly. O if my life were not necessary to my dear father, this moment would I part from it.
But hear me, madam, I swear to you my lord.—
Perfidious wretch! but all men are so. O my poor father! hereafter I will think on none but thee.
On my soul, madam, you are wrong; my lord is not false or perfidious, but one of the best of men: he loves you from his soul, and has given me convincing proofs of it.
Nature should be superior to love. I know not whither I am going, or what will become of me; but certainly I can never be more miserable than I am at present.
My dear mistress, you will hear nothing; recover your spirits a little: I tell you, you are beloved.
O Polly, will you follow me?
To the end of the world, madam: but hear me; you are beloved, indeed you are.
Let me alone; talk no more to me of my lord: alas! if he did love me, I must leave him—that gentleman you saw with me—
Come in, and I'll tell you all: tears and sighs will not let me speak: follow me, and get everything ready for our departure.
End of the Fourth Act.
miss lindon, freeport, fabrice.
Polly, I find, is packing up your things; you are going to leave us: you can't imagine, madam, the concern it gives me.
My dear landlord, and you, sir, to whom I am so much indebted for your unmerited generosity, I am sorry it is not in my power to return it; but be assured I shall never, whilst I have life, forget you.
What is all this, what is all this? if you like us, why do you leave us? you aren't afraid of anything are you? a girl, like you, can have nothing to fear.
Mr. Freeport, the old gentleman, who it seems is her countryman, is going too. The lady wept, and he wept, at parting; and I am ready to weep too.
Ridiculous! I never wept in my life: our eyes were never given us for that purpose: I own I'm sorry. Though she is a little proud, as I told you, yet she is such a good creature, one can't help being concerned at losing her. If you go, madam, you must write to me; I shall always be glad to do you any service: perhaps we may meet again one day or other, who knows! but be sure you don't forget to write to me.
I assure you, sir, I will; and if ever fortune—
Fabrice, I'm sure this woman is well-born. I shall expect a letter from you, but don't put too much wit into it.
You will forgive me, madam, but I really don't think you are at liberty to go hence, as Mr. Freeport is bail for you, and must lose five hundred pounds if you leave us.
O heaven! another distress! another humiliation! must I then remain here? and my lord—my father too.—
[To Fabrice.
O don't let that stop her—there is something in her that charms me—but let her go as soon as she Edition: current; Page: [79] pleases: you don't suppose I value five hundred pounds. Hark'ee, Fabrice, put five hundred more into her portmanteau. I beg, madam, [to Miss Lindon] you will go whenever it is agreeable to you; write to me, and let me see you when you return; for I have really conceived a great esteem and affection for you.
lord murray and servants at one part of the stage, miss lindon and the rest at the other.
[To his servants.
Stay you here: and do you run to the court of chancery, and bring me those parchments as soon as they are finished: go you and get things ready at my new house. [Pulls a paper out of his pocket, and reads.] What happiness it will be to make her happy!
[To Polly.
O Polly, I am distracted at the sight of him.
This lord always comes in unseasonably: he is handsome and well-made, and yet I don't like him: but what's that to me? I have certainly some regard for her; but I am not in love with her.—Madam, your servant.
I shall not go, sir, without paying my respects to you.
O pray, madam, no ceremony; perhaps it may affect me too much. Don't think I'm in love with you, madam; but I should be glad to see you once more before you go: I shall be in the house, and must see you set out. Go, Fabrice, and help the good gentleman above. I find I have a prodigious regard for this young lady.
lord murray, miss lindon.
At length once more I am happy in the sight of all I hold dear on earth. What a house is this for Miss Lindon! but one more worthy of her is prepared: you look down and weep: for heaven's sake what has happened to you? who was that surly looking fellow talking with you? if he is the cause of your uneasiness, he shall soon repent it.
Alas! my lord, he is one of the best of men; one who has taken pity on my misfortunes; who has never abandoned, never insulted me; one who never talked to my rival without deigning to look on me; one who, if he had loved me, would not have let three days pass without writing.
Believe me, when I tell you, I had rather die than merit the least of those cruel reproaches. I absented myself but for your sake, thought of nothing but you, and have served you in spite of yourself: if, on Edition: current; Page: [81] my return here, I found that clamorous revengeful woman, could I help it? I went back again immediately to counteract her fatal designs. My God, not write to you!
I see she has intercepted my letters; her baseness increases, if possible, my passion; may it recall yours! how unkind was it in you to conceal from me your name and condition! a condition so unworthy of you.
Who disclosed them to you?
[Pointing to Polly.
She, your confederate.
Did you betray me?
You betrayed yourself, madam; I served you.
You know me then; you know what hatred hath always divided our families: your father was the cause of mine being condemned to death; he reduced me to that wretched state which I endeavored to conceal from you; and you, his son, now dare avow a passion for me!
I do; I adore you; 'tis what I owe you: my love shall repair the injuries my father did: 'tis the justice Edition: current; Page: [82] of providence: my heart, my fortune, and my life, are at your disposal: let us unite these hostile names. Here is a contract of marriage; shall I hope to see it executed?
Alas! my lord, it is impossible; I am going this moment to leave you forever.
Going? to leave me forever? sooner shall you behold me perish at your feet: am I at last rejected then?
I say, madam, you must not go; you are always making some desperate resolution: but I shall bring you to yourself again. My lord, you must second me.
Who could inspire you with this cruel design to fly from me, to render all my cares abortive?
My father.
Your father? where is he? what does he mean to do with you? inform me quickly.
He's here, and means to carry me away with him; it is resolved.
No: by thy dear self I swear, it must not, shall not be: where is he? conduct me to him.
My dearest lord, take care; let him not see you: he is come hither to finish his misfortunes by taking away your life, and I have consented to fly with him to divert him from this dreadful resolution.
Yours is more cruel still; but be assured I fear him not, nay hope one day to make him my friend.—This fellow not returned yet! O heaven! how swift is every evil thing, how slow is every good!
My father comes: if you love me, do not let him see you; spare him the horror of such an interview: for heaven's sake retire, at least for a while.
'Tis with the utmost regret that I submit; but you command, and I must obey. I will go in, and return with arms that shall make his drop out of his hand.
montross, miss lindon.
Come, my dear daughter, my only comfort and support, let us be gone.
O thou unhappy father of a more unhappy daughter, never, never will I leave you; but permit me to stay here a little longer.
What! after your urgent entreaties that I would go immediately; after having promised to follow me to some desert solitude, where I may forget my disgrace! have you changed your design? have you so soon forgot the tender sentiments you so lately expressed?
Indeed, sir, I am not changed: I am incapable of such baseness; I will follow you: but once more let me entreat you, stay a little while: grant but this favor to her who owes to you a life of sorrows; do not refuse me a few precious moments.
They are indeed precious, and yet you would lavish them away: consider we are every moment in danger of being discovered, that you have yourself been seized, that they are even now in search of me, and that to-morrow you may see your father given up to an ignominious death.
Those words are as a clap of thunder to me. I submit, sir: I am ashamed to have stayed so long; but I had a distant hope—no matter; you are my father, and I'll follow you. O me!
freeport and fabrice on one side of the Stage, montross and his daughter on the other.
[To Fabrice.
Her servant has carried the portmanteau back to Edition: current; Page: [85] her chamber: they'll not go yet; I'm glad of that, however. I began to have a sort of liking for her; not that I'm in love with her; but she is so well-bred, there is no parting from her without some uneasiness; a kind of anxiety that I never felt before: there's something very extraordinary in it.
[To Freeport.
Sir, your servant; we are just going to set out, with hearts full of gratitude to you for past favors: I assure you I never met with a worthier man than yourself: you almost reconcile me to mankind.
You are going then, sir, and this lady I suppose: I'm sorry for it: you should have staid a little longer; indeed you should. I have just now thought of something, that, perhaps, might not be disagreeable to you: pray, stay.
[To them, taking a roll of parchment from his servant.
'Tis well: thank heaven! I have at last got the pledge of my future happiness.
A plague on this lord, here he is again: I hate him for being so agreeable.
[To his daughter, while Lord Murray is talking to his servant.
Who is that man, my dear?
It is, sir—it is—O heaven! have mercy on me!


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Uninstall Sekhmet Ransomware from Firefox
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Sekhmet Ransomware Deletion : Tips To Delete Sekhmet Ransomware In Simple Way
About Sekhmet Ransomware
Sekhmet Ransomware, the most vicious PC malware detected by the security experts. Such harmful threat will corrupt all the important function of Windows system. All the version of Windows OS either it's new or old will be at high risk only because of this malware. As per the report, installation of such malware is done very easily without notifying the user. Sekhmet Ransomware will become more risky and dangerous if stay for long time. Along with the main function of the Windows system this malware will also attack on installed web browser. Making the settings of those web browser alter, this vicious malware will set itself as the main useful program on the system. Thus if you understand that this malware which is named as Sekhmet Ransomware, will not allow you to performs and complete any important tasks on your system. It will also attack on the installed web browser as like Google Chrome, Microsoft Edge, Internet Explorer, Mozilla Firefox and other web browser.
How Sekhmet Ransomware Enter Into PC ??
Cyber criminals have created this Sekhmet Ransomware to earn money as much as it can earn by performing malicious activity. So what make this virus enter into your PC. Many method which is used by cyber criminals to make this Sekhmet Ransomware invade into PC. The first and simple way it can enter is by installing freeware program. The freeware program available on Internet is bundled with many other program. Which will be unpacked at the time of installation. Such phenomenon is also experienced on this malware, which will also get bundled with freeware software and sneak into your PC. Secondly you must beware of unknown mails that you receive daily because it may also infect your PC via spam attachments.
Harmful Symptoms Of Sekhmet Ransomware ?
There is also many different way from which this Sekhmet Ransomware enter. Well when suck malware virus successfully gets inside your PC system, then it's malicious action will be started. The only intension to create such harmful virus is to create earn more benefits from infected system. As it is not hidden from you, this can be seen on your system what harmful activity it have done on the system. From making unwanted modification to Windows registry and sub-keys to updating the settings of web browser and make various changes on your PC settings. So you need to Delete Sekhmet Ransomware virus from your PC.
Click Fix Sekhmet Ransomware Immediately From PC
Part 1 : Start Your PC In Safe Mode With Networking
Part 2 : Delete Sekhmet Ransomware Related Process From Task Manager
Part 3 : Delete Sekhmet Ransomware From Control Panel
Part 4 : Delete Sekhmet Ransomware From Firefox
Part 5 : Delete Sekhmet Ransomware From Registry Editor
Part 6 : Reset Your Browser Settings To Delete Sekhmet Ransomware
Part 1 : Start Your PC In Safe Mode With Networking
Delete Sekhmet Ransomware For Window XP/Vista/7
- To open PC in Safe Mode Restart your PC.
- Click Start Menu then select the Restart option.
- Simultaneously hit F8 button while the PC start booting.
- Here you will get Advance boot menu.
- In this Advance boot menu >> select Safe Mode With Networking Option.
- To open PC in Safe Mode With Networking press Enter button.
Delete Sekhmet Ransomware For Windows 8/10
- Click on Start Menu, hold Shift key and the press Restart button.
- In next Window select Troubleshoot option.
- Again click on Advanced Options.
- Here select the Startup Settings option.
- Select Enable Safe Mode option then click on Restart button.
- Now Press F5 button for Enabling Safe Mode With Networking option.
Part 2 : Delete Sekhmet Ransomware Related Process From Task Manager
- Simultaneously press ALT+Ctrl+Del to Start Task Manager.
- You can also Right Click on Task Bar and the select Task Manager.
- Now Windows Task manager option will be open on screen.
- Find and select malicious process then click on End Task button.
Part 3 : Delete Sekhmet Ransomware From Control Panel
Delete Sekhmet Ransomware From Windows XP
- Go the Start menu and select Control Panel.
- The select Add or Delete programs option.
- In this Windows find Sekhmet Ransomware and Delete unwanted installed program from your PC.
Delete Sekhmet Ransomware From Windows 7
- Press the Windows key to open All program list.
- Here select Control Panel Option.
- In Control Panel Windows select Programs menu and then click Delete a programs.
- Them select the Sekhmet Ransomware and click on Delete option.
Delete Sekhmet Ransomware From Windows 8
- Together Press Win+R button to open Run Box.
- In Run Box type control panel and hit Enter button.
- On Control Panel and then Click Delete a program.
- Find unwanted programs and click on Delete option.
Delete Sekhmet Ransomware From Windows 10
- Press Start Menu and select Settings option.
- Now choose PC option here.
- Select on the Apps and Features option.
- On the is Windows Find Sekhmet Ransomware and click on Delete option.
Part 4 : Delete Sekhmet Ransomware From Firefox
Delete Sekhmet Ransomware From Google Chrome
- Open Google Chrome browser then click on icon to top right corner to open Chrome menu.
- Now click on the Tools settings option.
- Go to Extension and select all unwanted extension.
- Click on trash icon to Delete Sekhmet Ransomware from Google Chrome.
Delete Sekhmet Ransomware From Internet Explorer
- Press Alt+T buttons on Internet Explorer to open Tool Option.
- Also to open Tools option click on Gear Icon from the right-top corner.
- Click on Manage Add-ons option then select Toolbars and Extensions tab.
- Find Sekhmet Ransomware and related add-ons then Click Disable.
- Finally click on Delete button.
Delete Sekhmet Ransomware From Mozilla Firefox
- Click on Setting icon on top right corner to open browser menu.
- Now select Add-ons >> On Add-ons Manager tab select Extensions or Appearance panel.
- Select Sekhmet Ransomware to Delete it.
- Click on the Delete button or Trash option.
Delete Sekhmet Ransomware From Microsoft Edge
- Open Microsoft Edge then click on More (…) icon.
- Now click on A specific page or pages option.
- Select Custom option >>> type the URL of the page.
- Now to fix it Restart your Microsoft Edge Browser.
Part 5 : Delete Sekhmet Ransomware From Registry Editor
- Open Run Command by by clicking Win + R keys together.
- On Run Command Type regedit and hit Enter or Press OK.
- Find and Delete all related registry files of Sekhmet Ransomware.
- HKEY_LOCAL_MACHINEPCCurrentControlSetServicesWpm
- HKEY_CURRENT_USERSoftwareMicrosoftInternet ExplorerMain Default_Page_URL
- HKEY_LOCAL_Machine\Software\Classes\[adware name]
- HKEY_CURRENT_USER\Software\Microsoft\Windows\CurrentVersion\Run .exe
- HKCU\Software\Microsoft\Windows\CurrentVersion\Internet Settings\random
- HKEY_LOCAL_MACHINE\SOFTWARE\Microsoft\Windows\CurrentVersion\run\random
- HKEY_CURRENT_USER\Software\Microsoft\Windows\CurrentVersion\Internet Settings CertificateRevocation = '0
Part 6 : Reset Your Browser Settings To Delete Sekhmet Ransomware
Reset Google Chrome
- Click on Chrome menu to open the Settings.
- Now on Drop down option click on Settings option.
- Type Reset on the Search Box of Chrome Settings.
- Then click the Reset button.
- Wait until the Task is not completed then Restart the Browser.
Reset Mozilla Firefox
- Click on Firefox menu and click Help option.
- Here select Troubleshooting Information option.
- The press Refresh Firefox button from top of page.
- ClickRefresh Firefox button and then Restart your Mozilla Firefox.
Reset Microsoft Edge
- Click on More (…) icon, then select Settings option.
- Now select View Advanced Settings option.
- Here press <Add new> option.
- Type or Enter favorite search engine or URL the Press Add as default.
Reset Internet Explorer
- Click on Tools menu and select Internet Option.
- Click on Advance tab then click on Reset button.
- Find Delete Personal Settings and then press Reset Button.
- Finally click on Close Button and Restart your IE.

subset: commoncrawl